For A Canberra Tablet (C J Dennis Poems)
Once on this historic site Wild men of a dusky shade,In defiance of all right, Broke the laws that good ...
Once on this historic site Wild men of a dusky shade,In defiance of all right, Broke the laws that good ...
True Lambert SimnelWas not a habitual criminal,But it really was hardly historicTo call himself the Earl of Warwick.(Edmund Clerihew Bentley)
et plus profonde, ou l'interet et l'avarice parlent moins haut que la raison, dans les instants de chagrin domestique, de ...
'Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: ...
King of the perennial holly-groves, the riven sandstone: overlord of the M5: architect of the historic rampart and ditch, the ...
When I die I don't care what happens to my body throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East ...
Oh for a bill to steel the heart of the poet, or his neighbor at least A law to protect ...
Reverend Brown told me some of the stories the history of these hallowed grounds Where generations pitched their tents around ...
I Everyone has their own peculiar price, not quantifiable in currency. When my hypodermic grazed your vein, you confessed yours. ...
O learned man who never learned to learn, Save to deduce, by timid steps and small, From towering smoke that ...
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
1775 Said Congress to George Washington: "To set this country free, You'll have to whip the Britishers And chase them ...
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
YEARS of the modern! years of the unperform'd! Your horizon rises-I see it parting away for more august dramas; I ...
Whate'er we leave to God, God does, And blesses us; The work we choose should be our own, God leaves ...
Unlovely city, to which few tourists come With squinting cameras and alien hats; Left under a cloud by those who ...
THOU art no more my bosom's FRIEND; Here must the sweet delusion end, That charm'd my senses many a year, ...
Inscribed to Colonel Banastre Tarleton] TRANSCENDENT VALOUR! godlike Pow'r! Lord of the dauntless breast, and stedfast mien! Who, rob'd in ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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